Machine
08-02-10, 12:28 am
Tonight I listen for the siren call to arms shrieked by the twisted maker of granite men...I turn left, I trun right...I check my vector in all positions...I stare at my compass and pray for a glimpse of the orange horizon...
I know the war is out there on the firing line waiting for me...the sweet chlorine smell of acrid torn and taterred landscape...
The weight room is your DMZ...the gym is not your refuge this day...it is your war...your weapon...your truth... and your deliverer.
What will come tomorrow pales in comparison to the shitpile today left in your mouth...
Steel your gaze and take a long breath of smoke filled air and spit the acid from your mouth in protest...
TOTAL FUCKING WAR...
MACHINE
I know the war is out there on the firing line waiting for me...the sweet chlorine smell of acrid torn and taterred landscape...
The weight room is your DMZ...the gym is not your refuge this day...it is your war...your weapon...your truth... and your deliverer.
What will come tomorrow pales in comparison to the shitpile today left in your mouth...
Steel your gaze and take a long breath of smoke filled air and spit the acid from your mouth in protest...
TOTAL FUCKING WAR...
MACHINE